"This is the only spiritual weapon flying boat left by the ancestors of the Xunxian Sect.
When flying at full strength, it can surpass the speed of a monk in the transformation stage.
The main function back then was to enter the Dead Sea to find rare medicinal materials on the island.
And it is used to enter and exit the vast territory of the land of thousands of peoples.
It's just that this thing was damaged back then and is not as powerful as before.
But it is more than enough to evade pursuit from people below the Nascent Soul stage.
I will hand him over to you now. Remember not to take it out for normal use. It can only be used to save your life in times of crisis!"
Ji Yunfeng warned Yang Haoran very seriously.
Yang Haoran nodded repeatedly, feeling quite shocked.
The speed can exceed the speed of the divine transformation stage. With this thing, basically as long as you don't seek death, you can be invincible!
As for Ji Yunfeng's instruction not to use it normally, Yang Haoran naturally knew what it meant.
The so-called ordinary man is not guilty of carrying the jade, but someone may take his life just because he is jealous of the spiritual weapon flying boat.
He immediately looked moved and bowed towards him and saluted.
"Thank you Master, but this gift is a bit too expensive!"
Ji Yunfeng waved his hand: "They are just external things, how can they be compared with your safety?
In the future, the advancement of the Xunxian Sect will still fall on you.
and……"
Ji Yunfeng's pupils shrank slightly, full of profound meaning.
"Golden scales are just pond things. They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds.
Sooner or later you will break through the limitations of this spiritual world and go outside to see.
This thing can be regarded as the gift I prepared for you in the future."
Yang Haoran's heart moved: "Beyond the Spirit World Continent? Where is it?"
Is it the land of all races?”
Ji Yunfeng gave a wry smile: "Although the Land of Ten Thousand Races is not part of the Spirit World Continent, it is still far behind compared to the real outside.
It's useless to know so much with your current cultivation level.
You will naturally know when you are about to break through the divine transformation stage."
Forehead!
Yang Haoran suddenly felt so far away. Breaking through to the stage of divine transformation was still thousands of miles away from him now!
Ji Yunfeng's hand skills changed, and the spiritual weapon flying boat became the size of a palm again and was taken back.
He handed it over solemnly to Yang Haoran, and then handed over the tricks for controlling the flying boat to Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran could tell that Ji Yunfeng was sincere to him.
The expectation in his eyes was definitely the expression of a kind elder looking towards his beloved junior.
"Let's go, remember to save your life first outside.
Don’t cause trouble, the Xunxian Sect will always be your backing!”
Then there was another wry smile.
"Forget it, I know you are a disciple of Tianji Sect, so what I say is just like comforting myself."
Yang Haoran was suddenly stunned: "Do the disciples of Tianji Sect have any other explanations?"
Ji Yunfeng looked at Yang Haoran with a complicated expression.
"Do you know why there are only two people in Tianjimen: you and Qian Qianqian?
Because the Tianji Sect has always been a single lineage, it is the most mysterious sect in the spiritual world.
Those who can join the Tianji Sect must have extraordinary destiny and extraordinary luck.
Even if you think that fat man is extremely unreliable, who would really dare to look down on him?
In the past thousand years, every major event that happened in the spiritual world was indispensable with the presence of the Tianji Sect.
In addition, there is a very special phenomenon in Tianjimen, that is, two people never appear at the same time.
Now that Fatty Qian has probably left the spiritual world long ago!"
Yang Haoran looked confused, suddenly feeling that he knew too little about Tianji Sect.
The corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily: "Master, Fatty Qian is not trying to trick me, is he?"
Ji Yunfeng's pupils narrowed and he sneered.
"That doesn't mean that those who can become disciples of Tianji Sect are all people with great luck.
It's just that my life is not very peaceful.
I might as well tell you something.
The reason why the old immortal of Baoqi Sect and I made an exception to accept you into the sect is of course because of your own talent.
Another important reason is because you don’t have enough money to choose.
If the Xunxian Sect encounters disaster in the future, I hope you can take some care of me."
Yang Haoran looked solemn, turned over and prostrated.
"Master, please rest assured, I will never forget Master's kindness."
Ji Yunfeng smiled happily, and a strong force lifted Yang Haoran to his feet.
Then there was a tremor in the void, and Ji Yunfeng's figure had disappeared.
Yang Haoran did not return to Fengyi City, but headed southwest.
That is the direction of Daming City, the headquarters of the Talisman Master Alliance.
Yang Haoran wanted to fulfill Zen Master Xuhua's last wish, but when his strength could not be improved quickly, he could only accept Azi's advice and increase his own means.
And the only one who can meet Yang Haoran's condition is the Talisman Master Alliance.
Of course, there is another important reason, that is, Yang Haoran has some basic skills as a Talisman Master.
What's more, Yang Haoran also has a master of tiger balm, Azi.
Daming City, one of the ten largest cities in the Spirit World Continent.
The level of prosperity far exceeds that of Fengyi City.
The permanent population exceeds three million, and the passers-by walking on the streets are all practitioners of various sects.
In Fengyi City, the only Nascent Soul stage powerhouses that can be seen are the elders of the Treasure Weapon Sect and the Xunxian Sect.
And on the streets of Daming City, you can meet a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage from time to time.
Yang Haoran originally thought that although his current level of cultivation was not high, he should still have a certain social status.
But after seeing the scene on the streets of Daming City, I decided to keep a low profile.
After asking around, Yang Haoran finally found the headquarters of the Talisman Master Alliance.
Looking at the tall and grand hall door, Yang Haoran straightened his clothes and walked towards the door.
Two guards from Jindanqi stood at the door and stopped Yang Haoran.
"Please show me your pass."
Yang Haoran was stunned: "Do you need a pass here? Can I find someone?"
The two guards looked at Yang Haoran with disdain.
"You're from the countryside, right? You don't even understand the rules of the Talisman Master Alliance?
Not just anyone can enter this place, otherwise wouldn't it be a mess?
You can't even find someone, unless someone takes you in."
Yang Haoran's mouth twitched and he pointed at the notice board beside the door.
"Then I'll take part in the Talisman Master Assessment Headquarters, right?"
It was clearly written on the notice board that the Talisman Master assessment was being conducted inside, and Yang Haoran had noticed it just now.
One of the guards sneered: "Okay, then please show your Talisman Master identity card.
They can be released after inspection."
As he spoke, the guard stretched out his palm towards Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran frowned. He had a woolen Talisman Master ID tag, which he had never heard of.
It seems that I was careless and didn't know enough about the Talisman Master Alliance before.
"No!"
Yang Haoran spread his hands like a bachelor.
"I can't let you in, so please don't block the door."